Page 48 of In the Danger Zone
“Do I?” I pulled at my blazer collar. “I’ve got nothing on you. Come here.” I couldn’t help myself when I rested my hands on Daisy’s hips, pulling her in for a kiss. She let out the softest, prettiest whimper as my lips met hers. Her hands were on my chest as I kissed at her, her pretty scent surrounding me and making me want her all the more.
“That was n-nice,” Daisy said when the kiss ended, her cheeks bright pink.
“Mm, yeah?” I murmured. “Wanna skip this stupid dinner and just do that all night?”
“We can’t do that.”
“And why not? We’ve got a good half an hour before we have to be there. Maybe I should just sit you in my lap and kiss you all night.” My lips ghosted against her neck, wanting so badly to turn my fantasy into reality. She had no idea how much my cock ached for her.
Daisy whimpered. “M-Maybe… M-Maybe we can b-be alittlelate.”
“Yeah?” I smiled, giving her a quick kiss. I wondered if she knew I didn’t just wanna kiss her lips and that I wanted to kiss hereverywhere.
Daisy pulled at my hand so that I was inside her dorm. I kicked the door shut, my hands quickly landing on her round ass so that I could pull her to me. Kissing at her hard and fast, my fingers kneaded at her cheeks. She was nice and close to me, her tits pressed up against my chest. I wondered what they looked like, what they’d feel like. I bet her nipples were the prettiest color.
“Evan,” Daisy whined against my lips. “Mm, you’re a really good kisser.”
I chuckled lowly. “I’m even better at kissing in other places...”
She blushed wildly for me. “Evan.”
“Just bein’ honest, honey. You ever think about? I know I do. All the time. You’re always on my mind. Every time I go to bed. Hell, during practice you’re still right there. Do you know how crazy you make me?”
“I… I think about it too,” she said softly. “About that. A lot.”
The words made me moan. “Tell me what you think about.”
“Evan…” She blushed harder for me.
My hands squeezed at her ass. “Tell me, baby. Do you think about me taking you? About me making you all mine? Or me licking at you? ‘Cause I think about thatallthe fucking time.”
She whined for me and I slammed my lips to hers, keeping my hands in place on her ass. With a groan I moved her over to her couch that was up against the wall, pulling her into my lap. She kept making pretty noises as she straddled me, her perfect body right there on top of mine.
I wanted everything I had said to her. There was no way I was ever gonna rush her, but God, I really fucking needed her. I needed to feel her and taste her and make her mine. But I could settle for her perfect, plush lips until we got to that stage.
She sat there on my lap, my lips attached to hers, our tongues moving together. I could feel myself getting harder just from kissing at her. I wondered if she could tell or if that would scare her off, but she didn’t budge. I moaned against her pretty mouth, one hand moving up to stroke at her dark hair.
I was so ready to ditch that stupid damn dinner, even if it meant having Murph scream at me. It’d be worth it, because kissing Daisy was so much more fun. And we could do more than kiss. I didn’t expect to go all the way tonight. Butfuck, I was dying to taste Daisy, to make her whine for me, to just slide a couple of fingers into her and have her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
That sounded so much better than dinner.
It was so easy to get lost in the feeling of my girl. Her on my lap, her lips on mine, her chest pressed to my own. She seriously had the softest fucking lips. They felt so damn good and my need for her just doubled.
She was right fucking there andGod, I wanted to take her so bad. Wanted to just flip her over so that she was under me, so that I could lick at her and suck at her clit and make her cum. I just wanted to make her feel good.
Was I asking for too much?
But I felt a ding go off in my pocket. Probably Murph. Then there was another one. And another one. Fuck, it was definitely Murph.
I felt Daisy pulling away from me, her lips all swollen. “S-Someone wants you.” She looked at me with half-opened eyes and gave her plump lips a lick.
Fuck, she looked so pretty.
“Don’t worry about ‘em,” I murmured, squeezing at Daisy’s ass. “That’s just a telemarketer.”
Daisy giggled. “They usually call; they don’t text you.”
Shoving a hand into my pocket, I pulled out my phone. There it was. Three new texts from Murph. My phone went off again. Make that four.
